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OMFG! Anakin might do ~something~ *pearl clutch* (darkforcerising) wrote in makebelievelog,

“Master…” Anakin started to say, but then stopped. What could he say? He knew the pain of rejection and exclusion Obi-Wan was hinting at. Anakin had not experienced that at Qui-Gon’s hands, but at the rest of the Order. Unwanted with no recourse, Jedi weren’t supposed to care about this indifference, so there was no drive on the part of the unreceptive to correct their behavior. A failing of the Jedi, in Anakin’s opinion, and both he and Obi-Wan were living proof of why.

He couldn’t fix this gulf between his friend and a dead man Obi-Wan clearly admired but felt so disused by.

Anakin’s fingers closed around the package, if for no other reason than to relieve Obi-Wan from what the older Jedi considered not a gift but a painful injury.

“Thank you,” he finished simply and offered Obi-Wan a bow in return. It was only slightly awkward with the baby in his arms.